A Hair-Raising Dread
With each step he took back, his bones cracked and popped, like popping beans, sending chills down one's spine.
Finally, Su Zhan staggered back four or five meters again, spitting out a mouthful of blood:
Who are you?
A hint of fear flickered in his eyes.
The young man remained silent, simply taking steps closer before unleashing another slash.
"When!"
Su Zhan hurriedly raised his Dagger to block, but then let out another muffled groan as the Dagger flew out of his hand, and he was sent flying.
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Zhan took out the pill from his hand and swallowed it.
In an instant, his physical condition reached its peak.
Then, Su Zhan began to absorb the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth in a large amount, preparing to unleash his strongest attack.
The young man also looked fearful.
"Whoosh--"
Su Zhan transformed into a shadow and rushed over.
"Kill!"
The young man roared and charged forward.
Both of them went all out, using all their martial arts skills, but neither could gain the upper hand.
"Ta-da!"
After a brief stalemate, the two sides collided several more times.
Suddenly, Su Zhan's eyes narrowed, seizing a slight opening, and he plunged the Dagger into the other man's chest.
He wanted a quick victory.
The young man seemed to have seen through this as well, and he slightly raised his toes.
"Call!"
The Dagger suddenly shifted its position, grazing his clothes as it slid down, and he used the recoil to take a half-step back.
Die!
Su Zhan sneered and took the opportunity to press forward.
This thrust was as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning!
The young man's expression changed drastically as he frantically tried to dodge, but he was still slashed and left with a wound.
"Ah--"
The young man screamed and rolled backward several times.
Su Zhan gave him no chance to breathe, leaping up to attack and kill him.
Seeing that he could not withstand the attack, the young man simply abandoned defense and switched to offense.
He threw a punch at Su Zhan.
"Bang!"
The two collided, producing a dull thud, as if the air itself had exploded.
"Click..."
Su Zhan groaned as his arm snapped, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, the young man used the force of the previous confrontation to calmly retreat more than ten meters.
He sneered at Su Zhan and said, "How was it? How did it feel?"
Su Zhan gritted his teeth and steadied himself, staring at the other person with a gloomy expression:
Who exactly are you?
Although there was a significant gap between him and his opponent, he knew he was not weak. Yet, his opponent easily defeated him, clearly indicating that his strength was far superior.
The young man responded indifferently, "A dog!"
"You bastard!"
Su Zhan flew into a rage. "I'll kill you today!"
As he spoke, he drew his knife again, his movements ruthless and deadly.
"Come!"
The young man laughed wildly, completely ignoring Su Zhan's fierce offensive, and bravely met the attack head-on.
The two quickly engaged in a fierce battle, their swords flashing and sparks flying, shattering the surrounding trees and rocks and sending dust billowing into the air.
"Smack!"
Su Zhan's body suddenly froze, a sharp pain shooting through his left ribs. He lowered his Dagger and flashed a Blade Energy.
Before he could even feel joy, another sharp pain shot through his right leg.
He instinctively took a few steps back, looked down, and saw a deep, bone-revealing wound on his right leg, the blood staining his trouser leg a shocking sight.
Only then did he notice that the young man was holding a whip about seven feet long.
A white stone bead was tied to the end of the whip.
That attack just now was the reason I made a mistake.
Su Zhan's face was filled with rage. "Despicable!"
The young man cackled maliciously. "All's fair in war!"
Then, he lashed out with the long whip in his hand.
The whip tip, carrying a powerful gust of wind, tore through the void like a venomous snake's claw.
Damn it!
Su Zhan's eyelids twitched, realizing his opponent was formidable, and he immediately held his sword horizontally in front of him to protect himself.
"When!"
The whip lashed out at the Dagger, and a tremendous force sent Su Zhan staggering back three or four steps.
The young man pressed his advantage, shouting, "Kill!"
He stepped on the Qimen Bagua, following closely behind Su Zhan like a shadow, lashing him mercilessly with one whip after another.
Su Zhan in a sorry state, struggling to hold on.
He knew very well that if he continued to fight, he would surely lose, so he suddenly leaped up and fled into the distance.
Where are you going?
The young man also flicked his whip, sending up a clump of yellow earth that slammed into Su Zhan's head.
"Whoosh--"
Yellow sand filled the sky, and smoke billowed everywhere.
The young man's whip struck the smoke, making a soft thud that wet the floor.
"Asshole!"
Su Zhan cursed under his breath, but before he could stop, he ran away in a flash.
"Bang!"
Seeing this, the young man roared, "Don't go!"
Su Zhan's vision went black, and his body fell down like a kite with a broken string.
Blood gushed from his mouth, staining his clothes and seeping into the cracks in the ground.
The pain shot through him, and he incredulously clutched the wound on his abdomen, trying to stop the bleeding, but to no avail.
The young man, looking down at Su Zhan's miserable state, curled his lips into a cold smile.
He strolled leisurely downstairs, walking step by step toward Su Zhan.
The Dagger in his hand still bore traces of Su Zhan's blood, gleaming with a blinding cold light.
"So, Su Zhan, how does this taste?" The young man looked at Su Zhan coldly, his tone revealing a chilling cruelty.
Su Zhan raised his head with difficulty, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up with his last bit of strength, but his injuries were too severe to move.
"Who exactly are you!" Su Zhan's voice was hoarse, his eyes flashing with anger and resentment.
The young man smiled faintly, as if mocking Su Zhan's folly. "I am your terminator."
Having said that, the young man raised the Dagger in his hand, preparing to deliver the final blow to Su Zhan.
However, at that moment, a series of hurried footsteps sounded, followed by a figure rushing from the stairwell.
A woman dressed in black rushed over, holding a long sword, her eyes gleaming with determination.
Without hesitation, she rushed to Su Zhan's side and stood between the young man and Su Zhan.
"Let him go!" The woman's voice was cold and firm, revealing an unshakeable determination.
The young man raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
However, he did not stop what he was doing; the Dagger flashed with a deadly light, ready to deliver the final fatal blow to Su Zhan.
A resolute glint flashed in the woman's eyes, and her longsword flashed like lightning, clashing with the young man's Dagger.
The sound of metal clashing echoed in the room, as if announcing the start of a life-or-death struggle.
A fierce duel ensued between the young man and the woman, with swords flashing and daggers clashing, sparks flying.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze because of the battle between the two, and a tense atmosphere enveloped the battlefield.
Although Su Zhan was seriously injured, he gripped his wound tightly, a hint of gratitude and hope flashing in his eyes.
In this critical moment, he knew someone was willing to step forward and take the fatal blow for him.
"When--"
Another sharp clang rang out as the two Dagger clashed together.
The young man took two steps back, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. As expected of Ye Fan's disciple, he really has some skill.
He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his eyes narrowing into a straight line.
Su Zhan coughed and spat out a mouthful of thick blood.
Looking at the girl's beautiful figure, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes. He knew that the girl wouldn't last much longer.
The young man ignored these warnings and continued to slowly approach Su Zhan.
He wanted to see Su Zhan off, to send Su Bantian's only grandson to meet the King of Hell!
The girl's pretty face remained calm as she gripped her longsword and brandished it repeatedly, preventing the young man from getting closer.
She seemed to have seen through the young man's intentions, so she did her best to stop him, wanting to buy Su Zhan precious time.
"Bang!"
Another muffled gunshot rang out through the night sky.
The bullet pierced the wall, grazed the young man's shoulder, and left a trail of blood.
The young man slightly turned his body, avoiding the trajectory of the bullet.
"Bang--"
The young man swung his Dagger and slashed at the girl.
The girl's eyelids twitched, but without the slightest fear, she pounced on the young man even more fiercely.
The Dagger struck the girl's shoulder.
"Flutter!"
A muffled thud, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
A pale arm slid off the girl's body and fell into the scalding muddy water, emitting a bloody smell.
"Ah--"
The girl screamed in pain, but still didn't let go; her eyes turned bloodshot, clearly indicating she was prepared to die with her boyfriend.
"Court death!"
The young man was taken aback.
Who could withstand his attack?
Unless you're a powerful expert of similar strength, who could withstand a single blow from him and survive?
The girl was merely a Yellow Realm Martial Artist.
"Call!"
Almost as soon as the thought crossed her mind, the girl's left palm slammed into the young man's chest.
A powerful surge of internal energy poured out.
"Bang!"
The young man grunted and staggered back five or six steps.
His right arm trembled violently, and a trickle of blood flowed from the tiger's mouth.
He stared at Su Zhan with a sinister grin. "So you're a master after all..."
"Tonight we are destined to perish together."
Su Zhan gasped, "But before that, you should die first."
"Kill him."
The young man shouted towards the door.
"Whoosh--"
Four or five men dressed in black suddenly emerged from the doorway, brandishing Dagger and slashing at the girl.
The girl swayed slightly to dodge a sneak attack, then spun around, her longsword slicing through the air.
He instantly took down two enemies, then delivered a side kick, knocking down the remaining two.
"Whoosh!"
She took off running towards the young man, her long sword pointed at his throat, her murderous intent palpable!
The young man's face was cold, and he shifted his body.
"Bite!"
He easily deflected the opponent's attack.
He reacted swiftly, flicking his left hand to reveal a Silver Needles hidden in his sleeve.
"Whoosh!"
Silver Needles was shot directly into the girl's neck!
"Bang!"
The girl reached out to swat away the Silver Needles, but the young man grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward sharply. The girl staggered two steps and fell into the young man's arms.
"Heh heh, I advise you to just surrender obediently."
The young man held the girl tightly in his arms, threatening her with a long knife while whispering softly in her ear.
The warm breath brushed against the girl's clean, flawless ear, causing her delicate body to tremble involuntarily, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Let me go, or I'll kill you."
She stared coldly at the young man, her eyes filled with disgust and contempt. "Shameless scoundrel."
Upon hearing the girl's humiliating words, the young man's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. Then, he gave a cold laugh and lightly stroked the girl's cheek with the Dagger.
"Tsk tsk, it's absolutely exquisite!" The young man licked his lips.
"This face, this figure, is even more perfect than those celebrities. I can't wait to taste her."
The girl's face was as pale as paper, yet she clenched her teeth, showing no sign of compromise.
The young man suddenly burst into wild laughter. "The more you resist, the more excited I become!" He abruptly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty madness.
He held the Dagger horizontally and stabbed it viciously into the girl's abdomen.
"Laugh--"
The sharp blade pierced the skin, drawing out a spray of bright red blood.
"Puff!"
Taking advantage of the moment the Dagger paused, the girl punched the young man, shattering his throat.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The young man's body stiffened, and his pupils dilated.
Just then, Su Zhan also recovered.
His next destination was the treasure of the Ancient Great Emperor.
Before long, Su Zhan had already arrived at the entrance to the treasure.
The entrance has three iron doors, one of which is thick and sturdy, while the other two are made of bronze and engraved with various strange and unusual patterns.
Moreover, each iron gate was covered with writing, so densely packed that it was quite difficult to decipher.
Su Zhan a deep breath, took out the Key, and inserted it.
The Key had already been used up, so Su Zhan could only push the iron gate with his own strength.
"Snap!"
The heavy iron gate moved slowly.
Behind the iron gate were rows of stone chambers, each with a small window through which the objects inside could be clearly seen.
There were some boxes and shelves, as well as many jade and porcelain items.
With so many boxes and shelves, finding what you need is no easy task!
"Huh?"
Just as he was racking his brains about how to find the treasure, Su Zhan suddenly noticed a hidden compartment in the corner of one of the iron doors.
A thought struck him, and he quickly went over and pressed the button.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the lights in the entire stone chamber came on.
A narrow path came into view in Su Zhan's field of vision.
The path was dark and damp, accompanied by a rich scent of grass and trees, which gave Su Zhan an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
It's as if this road once belonged to someone.
"What kind of place is this? How can there be such a passage?"
Su Zhan muttered something to himself, then groped his way toward the path.
After walking ten meters, the path suddenly splits into three sections, each with more than eight hundred steps.
There were also many wooden boards hanging on both sides of the steps, with words and pictures, but Su Zhan was too lazy to look at them for the time being.
After walking more than three hundred steps, Su Zhan arrived at a cave.
This is a vertical cave, about seventy or eighty square meters in size, with a kerosene lamp on the ceiling, making it dim and hazy.
Su Zhan looked around to make sure it was safe, then stepped inside.
Although the bottom of the cave was pitch black, he moved with incredible agility, as if walking on flat ground, without sensing any danger.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Su Zhan stood in a huge circular hall.
The hall is very spacious, covering more than 500 square meters. In the center stands a thick stone pillar, with various lifelike mythical beasts carved on its body.
Beneath the stone pillar lay a blanket, and in the center of the blanket was a skeleton.
The skeleton sat there, relatively well-preserved.
However, most of the skeleton was missing, and only half of the head remained.
He clasped his hands together, resembling a practitioner, but judging from his clothing, he looked more like a monk, perhaps even related to Buddhism.
Su Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly. "Ancient Great Emperor..."
He didn't ask any more questions, glanced around the stone chamber, and then looked at the waist of the skeleton.